I think in today's quilting, there is an allowance for perfection. I ONLY produce perfection. But, if YOU were to look at MY perfect, you might feel otherwise. I guess that would be me STRIVING for perfection, or very, very close to it. If, after rip it, sew, rip it, sew, rip it, sew, it is not in the trash can, I call it perfect (unless I convince myself to do O N E M O R E rip it, sew).
I can feel how much you miss your Mom in your share. I hope that you have someone to pass along those traits that were instilled in you by your Mom. Thank you for a touching read.